Their heights were complimentary enough that she had no trouble moving closer to him. Just enough space between their bodies, with her leg against his own and her hand exploring his chest and stomach, to tease. Make them aware even more of the water that pattered their skin and hair.

Another breath stolen, both of his hands moving up and cupping her face and neck. Holding her there and Trunks leaving himself open to her while he focused on the kiss. On how she tasted, felt, on the little shared breaths and noises and touches that come with that kind of deep kiss but no one ever pays attention to. Doing his best to be patient, and to not focus on her nerves or his.